Alle Kapitel von A Wrong Alpha Heiress's Return: Kapitel 111 – Kapitel 120

Celeste's POVAfter dealing with Katy, I made my way to the hospital to see Grandfather Carden.His birthday was approaching, and though age and years of leading the Frost Family had carved lines deep into his face, his spirit burned brighter than ever. The healers said he had been in good health lately, and I could see it-his eyes carried a spark I hadn't seen in a long time.He had even ordered new clothes for the celebration. Two fine suits sat neatly folded-one already on his body, the other resting in a box beside him. Even seated in his wheelchair, he carried himself with the dignity of a wolf who had faced a hundred battles. The second set, tailored carefully, wasn't for him. It was for Liam.Their birthdays always fell close together. Just half a month apart. Every year, Grandfather Carden insisted on preparing something for Liam, as if the Beta were his brother rather than his shadow. That bond between them was forged in war and blood."Th

Third Person's POVCeleste clasped Elara's hand gently, her expression softening with rare warmth."Elara, I appreciate your kindness, but truly-I'm fine. I was only distracted, wondering if your resignation had anything to do with me."The thought had been gnawing at her. The school principal had already issued a public notice, clearing Elara's name of false accusations. He had even offered her other benefits in compensation. From Celeste's perspective, there had been no need for Elara to leave her post.Sensing her guilt, Elara shook her head quickly, her grip firm. "Don't burden yourself with such thoughts. I didn't resign because of you. I resigned because of me."Her voice carried the weight of conviction, though a sigh soon escaped her lips. "A school should be a sanctuary where talents are nurtured, not a nest for power struggles and ambition. My love has always been for art. But that place-" she paused, her eyes shadowed with disillusionmen

Celeste's POVI had no chance to argue before Serena's sweet, venom-laced voice rang out, clear enough for the entire Frost hall to hear."I just saw two Council Enforcers speaking to this servant," she said with practiced innocence. "If you don't believe him, Sister, go see for yourself. They should still be waiting outside."The words struck like a blade. My face went rigid.The Frost Family had claimed the entire Moonveil Grand Hotel for tonight's banquet; every Alpha, Luna, and Beta of status had been invited under our roof. No Enforcer of the High Council would dare intrude without first notifying Alpha Rowan. And yet-Before I could react, Grandfather Carden wrenched free of my grip. The frail body I had been supporting moments ago suddenly surged with strength born of desperation. He staggered toward the doors, determination outpacing the weakness in his bones.And there they were.Two Council Enforcers stood at the entrance, b

Third Person's POVCeleste's palm cracked across Elias Frost's face, the sound sharp as a whip in the vaulted hall. Her other hand seized Serena's hair, yanking her head back until the woman gasped, eyes wide with shock. Celeste struck her again and again, each blow filled with the fury of a wolf who had been cornered too many times."Liars! Both of you!" Celeste spat, her voice raw and guttural. Her eyes gleamed crimson with the heat of her wolf's rage. "I told you, if Grandfather suffers because of your schemes, I'll drag you down to the grave with me!"She shoved Serena aside, the woman stumbling into Elias's arms. Celeste's chest rose and fell with ragged breaths, her gaze cutting through the two of them like blades. As she turned to leave, she threw her words over her shoulder, each one dripping venom."You'd better pray to the Moon Goddess that Grandfather Carden survives this night. If he doesn't, neither of you will live to see another dawn."

Third Person's POVGrandfather Carden had been silent since waking, his frail body propped against the pillows, his breathing shallow but steady. Elias and Serena hovered at his side, speaking in turns, weaving their tales of worry and loyalty.Perhaps it was their voices-or perhaps it was the faint scent of lies in the air-that finally stirred the old Alpha. His gaze shifted, slow but sharp, settling on Serena's bruised face. When he spoke, his tone was hoarse from weakness, yet it carried the weight of a wolf who had once commanded armies."What did you do?"The question struck like a whip. Both Elias and Serena froze, their expressions vacant as though they hadn't heard correctly. But Carden's eyes didn't waver, nor did his voice falter when he repeated himself."Celeste would never raise her hand without cause. What did you do to provoke her?"The certainty in his words cracked Serena's mask. For a moment, her carefully painted sorrow st